I'm kinda losing hope of anything ever really change for me in ma life. :sad:
It deeply saddens me that I never got to live life on my terms, even now I feel nagging guilt whenever I do something for myself. Like whenever I insist upon not being so dependent upon others, my family take that as a sign of me being ungrateful.
Because everytime I do something without first telling my family, they don't like it. They feel it's not what they want; or they feel left out. The irony of course being that, I've spent most my life doing what they want, without so much as a complaint. Unless I really can't be bothered, then I'll speak up. But other than that? Well, cannae complain.
Ah mean, I didn't want my life to be like this. This "unhappy marriage" of an existence. Which is what my life has been like. The constant struggles. Being told how and who I should be. As well as what to do.
The utter misery of knowing full well that things could be so much better. Yet little, if anything, actually improves. Not through any my own fault or lack of effort. But because those around me are content with how things are. Since it's much easier to say yer gonnae do something than actually doing it. Yet, actions speaks louder than words.
Sorry, this what currently occupying my thoughts. And since no-one in my family wants to help me makes sense of it, I'm just letting it flow here.